Melancholy of a Helpless Moron

isang gabi’y tayo’y namasyal,

tila sa atin ang bawat oras;

siguro’y para mapawi ang pagkapagal,

at mabawi ang mga ngiting nangupas…

tuloy tuloy lang sa ating paglalakad,

na parang wala tayong patutunguhan;

ang dilim ng gabi’y sa ati’y matingkad,

salamat sa mga tala’t liwanag ng buwan…

ngunit maya-maya la’y matatapos na rin,

sadyang hindi lahat ng bagay ay mananatili;

ang mga panahong tinuring nating sa atin,

ilang segundo pa’y paalam na ang hahalili…

isang gabi’y mauulit din ang ganitong tagpo,

kung san ang mga pangarap ay di maglalaho…

why do we paint our lives with patterns of sadness,

and put too much passion on something we believe in;

are we really looking for that one thing called happiness,

or just an escape from the weakness found deep within?

we can never ignore the fact that we can withstand anything,

being ignored, neglected, left standing alone under the rain;

face up, smiling while haunted by the fact that you’re nothing,

to the person who gives you life, together with echoing pain…

we place ourselves in a dim corner, shivering with silence,

where shadows are friends and everything is definitely imaginary;

under the canopy of thoughts pounded by our mere conscience,

and the truth behind our once upon a time story…

now we’re here, asking one question after being that wishful,

could this be the end of something… beautiful…

now the radio’s playing your song,

the melody’s making it’s way here;

seconds pass, they seem so long,

with lyrics i never thought, I’d hear…

so you thought it was that easy for me,

to let everything slip and take its toll;

how i wish that you were there to see,

how everything ended in a hard fall…

but nonetheless, i wish you the best,

i know that out there, you’ll find someone better;

with nothing holding you back to rest,

and let go of all the things that really matter…

now the radio’s playing your song again,

this time, the piece is for you, just listen……

…inspired by the song Someday by Nina

heto na’t magbubukas na’ng mga kurtina,

maya maya lang ay magsisimula na ang programa;

halina’t ihanda ang iyong mga mata,

wag kang kukurap at baka may hindi makita…

hindi mo masasabi kung ano’ng mangyayari,

sa bawat eksena’y may nakatagong sorpresa;

minsan ika’y tatawa, at minsa’y babahain ng luha,

isang minuto, ika’y umiibig, maya-maya’y nagdurusa…

tila mga bitwing nagsihulog sa langit,

mga aktor na sadya ngang kaakit-akit;

mga matatamis na ngiti’y sa kanila’y namumutawi,

sa likod ay pagluha’t lubos na pighati…

tara na’t panoorin ang daloy ng bawat tagpo,

kasabay ang bawat segundong tuloy sa pagtakbo;

halina’t panoorin ang bawat pag-iyak at pagtawa,

dito sa entablado ng buhay kong madrama…

it may appear that this man has it all,

everything you and I could ask, he knows,

and everytime you’ll see him, he stands tall,

while the aura of his persona glows…

but who would have thought of his trickery,

with the disguise he’s wearing everyday;

the man you’ll never expect with frailty

the man you know that will stand up and stay…

deep inside he knows he’s hurt and bleeding,

and the only cure he knows: a fake smile;

how he wish to dampen the shrill screaming,

everthing in silence haunted with bile…

everyone may feel he’s perfectly fine,

to him, everything’s like feb twenty nine…

sadya ngang mabilis ang agos ng buhay

at lahat ng bagay ay kanyang tinatangay

hindi man natin pansinin

hindi man natin aminin

may mga araw na namumukadkad ang ngiti

at may mga araw na umuuwing sawi

gustuhin mang makaalpas

sa huli’y wala pa ring takas

ngayon, mga puso’y bigkis ng pagmamahalan

bukas, pawang mga kaluluwa’y naiwan na sa kawalan

hindi man ito mamalayan

at hinding-hindi inasahan

mamayang gabi, yakapin man ako ng mga alaala

aasa pa rin na baka bukas, sana bukas,  ako na ang pinagpala

sino ba’ng gustong mag-isa?

at mabuhay sa anino ng pagdurusa…

Love is…

when you feel like fighting and yet you are losing

when you feel like dying and yet you’re still breathing

when you want to run but then you want to go slow

when you say you’re happy even if tears are flowing

when you want to hate but still you hug

when you want to stop but still you go on

when you want to forget but still you care

when you want to drift away but still you stay…

let the sun greet you together with the morning sky

with the colorful sight of the birds and the butterflies

along with all your thoughts and imagination to fly

and all the memories of your frailty suddenly dies

let the colors of the rainbow fill your heart

with all the joy and laughter that you can keep

coz when the tears start rolling and rip you apart

you may end up strangled, unrecovered from being tripped

just feel the breeze as it kisses your worries goodbye

and flex your muscles to come up with a gentle smile

when time comes and everything seems to be a lie

give yourself the idea that everything’s just for a while

your life has more than many to give and to offer

there’s nothing more to grieve, nothing more to mutter…

ako’y palakad-lakad lamang mag-isa…

hanggang may isang araw na dumating ka;

noon di’y nakatagpo rin ng masisilungan,

pagkatapos ng matagal na pagkakababad sa ulan…

tila di na maikukubli ang ligayang nadarama,

sa tuwing hawak ang mga segundo’t ika’y kapiling na;

kasama ang pagdampi ng banayad na hangin,

kalakip ang mga pangarap na nais nating abutin…

hanggang isang araw, nagdilim muli ang langit,

at ang papawiri’y unti-unti ng binawian ng ngiti;

hinding hindi ko malilimutan ang bawat saglit,

noong ika’y nagpaalam at ang lahat ay nawaglit…

mamaya pagtulog ko, ikaw man ang nasa panaginip,

tuloy-tuloy lang ang buhay hanggang muling maidlip…

now i’m back here…

sitting under the blanket of a lonely night;

staring at stars as they slowly appear,

with the moon sharing its melancholic light;

the cold touch of the midnight breeze,

gives the silence more conviction;

where everything’s wished to be ceased,

where everything’s left out of contention…

now, every second is moving slowly,

and the very end is fast-approaching;

drowned in a world where nothing’s done instantly,

and all that’ll be left is absolutely nothing…

now, i’m back here, strangled with oblivion,

instilled with nothingness under the night’s grave horizon…